My New Year’s pryers

My New Year’s Day Prayer By Tt On the summit of the Stony man in Shenandoah Valley 1/1/2023 (1) As a naive Tibetan teenage boy I hate prayers I am refused to see I am one of the prayers My mentors were my school teachers, The so call “science-based language textbooks” were the only window through which I see the universe (2) As a cynical young man I was totally disgraced by my nations tragical past and it’s suffocating status quo I wanted to pray but didn’t know how And more important to whom my prayers ought to be made! By the blessings of my quest for freedom I heard the great boos of the universe that none of my school teachers dare to attend I saw how the magnificent Himalayan jeers at the textbooks taught me what universe is and who I truly am. (3) As a proud adult I realized praying is the only food that can keep me alive So, I joined the exalted ancient order of monasticism I took refuge in the doctrine of Escapitism I was honored and felt somewhat home As a distinguished and venerated renouciant Or honestly rathther As an coward escapist I learned the prayers that could hold the beatings of my heart And even able to pull the streams of the existence I was overwhelmed by the prayers I memorized I prayed day and night... With great dependence Most of my prayer were carried out only half heartedly… (4) As a badly defeated fake renouniciant I lost myself with the prayers I mastered I found how defiled my mouth was And how pure the prayers I learned I was utterly shamed and found no way to turn my face But I kept myself alive with prayers Even thought at time The prayers I made are stilly half-heartedly… (6) As a supposedly a matured middle age man At times, I feel the vibrations of prayers from my blood vessels And often I was initiated to the myths of the dream-land by the prayers I know well (7) Yes. I am against that of old myself From hate to the love of prayer is a true redemption Prayer makes me empty of afflictions So that I have space that is free for all Prayer defrosts my earthly egocentric “I” So that I can emerge with each atom in the inverse (8) Prayer is not prayer for prayer but is the way to cease the distresses (9) So, my dear friend on this New Year’s day I am praying from the summit of the Stony may in Shenandoah Valley I am trying to defrost me I am trying to make a free space for you and all to rest and enjoy! (10) So, my friend Please pray with me Pray with the heart that feels all! Blogger